"Happy Birthday."
"…"
"You're welcome."
"…"
"Are you okay there, Malfoy?"
"…"
"Oy."
"…ow."
"Well then. Talk more of I'll hit you again. Talk about manners."
"Sorry. Momentarily incapacitated with shock."
"It's no like I confessed my love for you, or anything."
"Stop it with that."
"…"
"And stop smirking."
"Sorry."
"Anyway. I thought you 'didn't care', Potter."
"I don't."
"Right."
"What, exactly, are you implying, Malfoy?"
"Nothing, nothing…"
"I'm warning you."
"…"
"…"
"I hate you."
"I hate you too, Malfoy."
"I know."
"What time is it?"
"Around one."
"Ah. OK."
"Why? Do you have somewhere to be, Potter? Secret rendezvous with the Mud-"
"…"
"OW!"
"Yeah, I hope that hurt, Malfoy."
"It did!"
"Good, good."
"My God, I think I'm actually bleeding."
"Better not be on me."
"You're not worth my crap, let alone my blood, Potter."
"…"
"God, that really hurt."
"…"
"What did you stab me with, anyway?"
"A steel kebab stick."
"Where the hell d'you get that?"
"Whole box of 'em, right here. Along with mannacles, chains and a collapsible stake."
"…Okay."
"The box is marked 'Punishment Tools'."
"…"
"No need to whimper, Malfoy. They'll be the ones Dumbledore doesn't allow."
"For once, I love that Muggle-loving fool."
"I'm sure you do, Malfoy."
"…"
"…"
"Draco."
"I beg your pardon?"
"Call me Draco. It's annoying to hear my last name all the time."
"…Fair enough."
"Thankyou, Potter."
"Hey, hang on. If I cave to call you… by your first name, you have to call me by mine."
"Fair enough."
"…"
"…"
"Time?"
"Pardon?"
"Time, Mal-Draco."
"No need to spit it out. It rolls off your tongue. Draaaaco. See? Draaaaaaco. Say it with me."
"Draaaacoooooooo…"
"No, no! Don't prolongue the 'o', it sounds almost orgasmic."
"…"
"Sorry, that was a little inappropriate."
"Just a bit."
"…"
"So what is the time?"
"About half one."
"OK."
"…"
"…"
"…"
"…"
"Harry."
"What?"
"Nothing. I just wanted to see if it rolls off your tongue."
"Can do, if you say it right."
"Harryyyy…"
"No, more 'Harrrrrrry'."
"Harrrrrrrry. Oh yeah."
"Yeah."
"Cool."
"Mhmm."
"…"
"…"
"That was a sigh if ever I heard one, Harrrrrrry."
"That's because I'm really bored, Draaaaaaaco."
"…"
"…"
"Let's play a game."
"Um… let me think about that."
"…"
"…"
"…Well?"
"No."
"Oh, come on, Potter! Let's have some fun!"
"Harry."
"Sorry. Harry. Don't be boring!"
"I'll be boring if I want to be boring."
"…"
"Deal with it."
"…"
"Stop sighing, Malfoy."
"…"
"Sorry, Draco. Stop it."
"…"
"…"
"…"
"…"
"I'm hungry."
"Me too, Draco. Me too."
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Woop de doo. right. What can I say? I'm gonna post another after this, then I'm gonna stop until I get more reviews, otherwise I'll have more chapters than reviews, and that would be sad (hint hint).
See you all way too soon.
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